Ch. 391..400

The Russian Mafia

Leonardo had finally managed to track down Sofia's location, arriving just in time before she could leave the city. However, he was taken aback by the look of pure hatred in her eyes as she stared at him. A group of unknown individuals, their faces concealed by masks, were assisting her in her escape. Who were these people? Why were they helping her flee? He desperately wanted Sofia to hear him out, to listen to him just once. But she seemed determined to run away, refusing to give him a chance to explain. Watching her walk away with hatred and disgust in her innocent blue eyes shattered his heart. His beloved Sofia hated him? It was a devastating realization. Before he could comprehend the situation, he found himself begging her to come back, confessing his profound love for her. He was willing to do anything to convince her.

Sofia halted her steps, but tears streamed down her face even more relentlessly. Leonardo furrowed his brow, unable to comprehend her reaction. She covered her mouth with her trembling hand, closing her eyes tightly as she struggled with overwhelming emotions. Just then, the deafening sound of a helicopter roared overhead, drowning out their voices. The forceful gusts of wind caused by the chopper compelled them to shield their eyes. Suddenly, gunfire erupted from an unexpected direction.

Leonardo's loyal men swiftly surrounded him, providing cover and ensuring his safety as they swiftly ushered him into his bulletproof car.

"Sofia!" Leonardo shouted her name desperately.

"Leave me, you fucking fools!" Leonardo's voice reverberated through the chaos as his people tried to pull him inside the car, away from the danger unfolding around them.

"But boss, they're firing outside. We need to protect you first. It's our foremost duty," Mark replied, trying to reason with him.

"Save her instead. I won't spare anyone if anything happens to her," Leonardo growled, his concern for Sofia consuming him.

Mark nodded, opening the car door and holding his gun out as he rushed toward Sofia. Leonardo followed closely behind, their hearts pounding in unison. However, their efforts were in vain-the chopper had already taken off, leaving Sofia nowhere to be found. The ground beneath Leonardo's feet seemed to tremble in sync with his racing heartbeat. He frantically scanned his surroundings, running here and there, screaming Sofia's name like a desperate madman. But there was no sign of her.

"Sofia!!!" Leonardo's anguished cry echoed through the air as he fell to his knees, looking up towards the sky as if praying for her safe return.

Later, inside their headquarters, Leonardo sat, determined to find any trace of Sofia once again.

"We're not getting any signal. Something's wrong with the tracker," Mark reported.

"How the fuck is this possible? Try again!" Leonardo ordered, his frustration and fear intertwining.

"Maybe they discovered the tracker on the ring and destroyed it, or perhaps she's out of our range," Mark speculated, attempting to explain the lack of signal.

"Who the hell dares to abduct my wife?" Leonardo roared in utter frustration, unleashing his anger on a nearby table, shattering it into two pieces.

Just then, Domenico rushed in with some new information about the chopper.

"The chopper belongs to a Russian owner," Domenico informed, and the word 'Russian' sent a jolt through Leonardo's mind, igniting suspicion.

"I think we have to wait for any call or demand from the kidnappers," Domenico suggested.

"I can't, Domenico. I can't sit and wait for news about Sofia. I'm scared to my very core. I've never felt so helpless in my entire life. I've never been so afraid of anything before Sofia. If anything happens to her, if they so much as lay a single scratch on her, I won't leave anyone alive," Leonardo declared with a determination that sent shivers down their spines.

"Calm down, Leonardo. Nothing could happen to her. She will be alright," Domenico tried to comfort him.

But Leonardo knew that he couldn't be certain she was safe and sound until he could see Sofia with his own eyes and feel her warmth in his arms.

"Boss, the Russian supremo wants to talk to you," Mark came running, holding the phone in his hand.

Leonardo clenched his jaw before taking the phone and putting it to his ear.

"Don Adrik!" Leonardo called his name with seething hatred and disgust.

"Don Leonardo! Missing your wife?" Adrik's mocking laughter echoed through the phone, confirming Leonardo's worst fears. That bastard had indeed kidnapped Sofia.

"How dare you kidnap my wife? Now I have no doubts. You don't deserve to be a Mafia king who uses women for your revenge," Leonardo spat out.

Adrik laughed again, clearly reveling in his sadistic game. "You are not in a situation to insult me when your wife and baby are in danger."

His baby? What the hell did he mean by that? Then, a flood of recent events swirled in Leonardo's mind, and suddenly, everything clicked. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

How could he have missed it? Sofia was pregnant. With his baby. They had planned to abduct her precisely because she carried his child. They wanted to make him weak and force him to submit to their demands.

Oh, God! He wanted to relish the joyous news of becoming a father, to shout it to the world. But first and foremost, he had to ensure Sofia and their baby's safety. He had to get them back as soon as possible. "What do you want, Don Adrik?" Leonardo's voice cut through the air like ice.

"You know very well what I want. I want you to merge your Mafia into the Russian mafia and agree to our conditions, granting me access to your territory," Adrik revealed, a sinister glint in his eyes. "In your fucking dreams. I would never do that," Leonardo growled, his defiance evident.

"It seems you don't love your wife and your unborn baby. So, the information was wrong. I thought you could turn the world upside down for her," Adrik mocked, trying to provoke a reaction.

"I don't need to prove my love for my wife to you," Leonardo said sternly, his resolve unwavering.

"OK, so you won't be bothered if I kill her mercilessly, or should I sell her to a brothel?" Adrik taunted, relishing the power he held over Leonardo.

"Don't you dare touch her. I will fucking kill you and burn your entire Mafia Empire," Leonardo roared, his anger boiling to the surface.

"You dare shout at me, and I won't give you another warning before brutally ending her life," Adrik warned, his threats dripping with malice.

Leonardo had to clench his fists and

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squeeze his eyes shut, struggling to calm the storm of emotions raging within him. He knew he had to act wisely, he couldn't afford to antagonize Don Adrik while Sofia remained in his custody. Leonardo's mind raced, searching for a way to retrieve her safely.

"Don't hide behind my wife, Don Adrik. Return her to me, and then we can discuss this man to man," Leonardo proposed, attempting to find a middle ground, a slim chance to reason with the dangerous mob boss.

"I am not a fool, Don Leonardo,"

Adrik said, his voice dripping with confidence and menace. "I planned this for months. You have only two choices, either agree to my terms and conditions, or forget your wife." He said the papers containing his demands across the table toward Leonardo before abruptly ending the call, not giving Leonardo a chance to respond.

Leonardo felt the weight of the moment, aware that the eyes of his gang were fixed on him, filled with curiosity and anticipation, waiting for his next move.

Domenico, his loyal right-hand man and brother, stepped forward, placing a comforting hand on Leonardo's shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Leonardo took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing thoughts.

"I want her back at any cost. I want her to be safe," Leonardo declared, his words flowing with urgency. "I don't have time to think. I can't take the risk knowing she is carrying my baby."

The news spread like wildfire among the gang members, and murmurs of congratulations mixed with a somber acknowledgment of the dire situation.

"That's great news, Leonardo. Congratulations, brother! We would have celebrated if the situation had been different. But very soon, we will get her back," Domenico said, hugging Leonardo tightly and patting his back in both support and celebration.

But beneath the momentary joy, Leonardo couldn't escape the fear that gripped him. He dreaded the thought of her condition while in the clutches of a fucking mad Mafia- supremo. She should have been surrounded by her loving family, cared for, and pampered, especially now, carrying his child. Instead, she found herself in the custody of ruthless killers and murderers.

 

Chapter 392 Can't Breath Without Her

Leonardo's mind was consumed with thoughts of Sofia's perilous situation. He felt an overwhelming need to reach her as quickly as possible. However, agreeing to the terms and conditions set forth by the Russians weighed heavily on him. "What the hell does he want?" Domenico questioned, his concern evident.

"He wants me to accept his terms and conditions, which he presented earlier," Leonardo replied, a hint of frustration in his voice.

"We can never allow them to peddle drugs and promote prostitution in our country. It goes against our ethics," Domenico asserted firmly.

"The Mafia knows no ethics, Domenico. They only understand how to seize power and accumulate wealth, no matter the means," Leonardo explained, reminding his friend of the ruthless ways of the Mafia.

"So, are you seriously considering agreeing to their conditions?" Domenico asked, clearly taken aback. Leonardo was known for his refusal to bow before anyone, but he had never been faced with such a helpless situation before.

"Do I have any other choice? If I want my wife and baby to be safe, I have to agree," Leonardo hissed, closing his eyes in defeat. It was the first time in his life that he felt this powerless. He reluctantly acknowledged that emotions could indeed weaken even the strongest of men and lead them to make foolish decisions they never thought possible.

A deep sigh escaped Leonardo's lips as he exhaled the frustration that had built up within him. At that moment, he could finally grasp why his father had always been so cold-hearted and merciless toward everyone.

"Domenico, get in touch with Don Adrik. Let him know that I am prepared to agree to his conditions and sign the deal. But there is a condition of my own-I must see Sofia first," he instructed firmly. "Arrange everything for an immediate journey to Russia. Inform Don Adrik that we are coming to meet him. It is of utmost importance that my Sofia is safe and well cared for, especially since she's pregnant."

******

In Russia, Sofia stood in disbelief, her heart heavy with betrayal from her supposed best friends, Rena and Enzo. She had trusted them wholeheartedly, never suspecting they would use her as a pawn in their sinister games. Her past was marked by a recurring pattern of trust turning to pain, leaving her to wonder if her emotional attachments were a mistake. It seemed she was cursed always to find herself in trouble while those around her reveled in their heartlessness and selfishness.

Locked in the luxurious room that felt more like a gilded cage than a prison, Sofia couldn't fathom why they had kidnapped her and kept her in this opulent confinement. What did they hope to gain from her?

Her thoughts were interrupted as the door creaked open, revealing Rena entering the room, carrying a tray in her hand.

"Who are you exactly, Rena? I'm certain you're not my friend, so why have you kept me captive here?" Sofia's voice trembled with anger and hurt, her heart shattered by their deception.

"Keep your voice down," Rena replied nonchalantly. "If Don were to hear you, you'd be in grave trouble. Just some friendly advice, you know, Sofia," she said, punctuating her words with a sly wink that only deepened Sofia's scowl.

"Why did you do this to me? Was our friendship and your care for me all just a façade? I demand an answer, Rena. Why would you betray me like this?" Sofia accused, her desire for an explanation burning in her eyes.

"While I'm not obligated to tell you, I'll inform you that you're here because of your husband. And let's be clear, we were never friends. We were merely doing our job, keeping a close eye on you to gather every possible weakness of your husband, Don Leonardo," Rena revealed coldly.

"What? Leonardo? What does he have to do with this?" Sofia was consumed by confusion.

"We had to use you, befriend you, just to get close to him, to keep an eye on him and exploit his weaknesses," Rena said, her smirk making Sofia's blood boil. Sofia yearned to slap that smug smile off her face.

"And when we discovered you were pregnant, that was the leverage we needed to make him vulnerable and agree to our conditions. Now, he'll come crawling on his knees, begging for you and his child," Rena added, her voice dripping with cunning.

Oh, God! They had been scheming for so long. Sofia realized she was merely a pawn in their plan to reach Leonardo. She could only imagine what conditions they intended to impose on him.

"Okay, finish this meal. We've been instructed to take good care of you," Rena said, placing the tray in front of Sofia.

"No, I won't eat!" Sofia exclaimed in anger, turning her face away.

"Don't be foolish, Sofia. You shouldn't refuse to eat if you want to keep your baby safe and healthy. You're pregnant and need to eat on time," Rena retorted, narrowing her eyes.

Though Rena's words held truth, Sofia knew she needed to eat for the sake of her baby. She couldn't risk her child's well-being just because she was upset with them. So she silently started eating.

"Tell me about your medications, according to the prescription from your doctor. I'll arrange all the medicine," Rena offered.

Sofia was forced to contemplate the kind of kidnappers they were, who not only held her captive but also took care of her needs. It perplexed her.

Sofia yearned to meet Don Adrik, to understand the kind of Don he was and what he expected in exchange for her release.

She didn't have to wait long, as the devil himself arrived to meet her.

"Hello, Sofia! It's a pleasure to meet you after hearing so much about you," Adrik said, smirking.

Sofia looked at him. He was tall, well-built, broad, and undeniably handsome. Why did all the devil Mafia have to be so devilishly good-looking? It bothered her that his appearance had such an impact on her, considering the situation. He appeared older than Leonardo, but Sofia couldn't accurately guess his age from his looks alone.

"How dare you forcefully bring me here, and why the hell do you keep me captive?" Sofia shouted, her anger boiling over.

"Why, sweetheart? Are you not comfortable with my hospitality? Tell me what else you need. I will arrange anything for you," he said, his eyes running over her form in an unsettling way.

Sofia chose not to dignify his question with a response. Instead, she turned her face away and crossed her arms over her chest in defiance.

"Feisty, huh?" he laughed. "Now, I

can see why Leonardo is obsessed

with you. A feisty beauty is a hot combination and not easy to find he said, staring at her with hunger in his gaze. She didn't like how he was looking at her, as if she were some prize to be won.

He stood there for a few moments, then cleared his throat and continued, "You are our guest because I gave Leonardo my word - that I would take care of his

pregnant wife until he comes here to sign the deal. Otherwise..." He paused, his voice hinting at

something strange. He stood there,

staring at Sofia for some time

before abruptly leaving when she

didn't respond or give him any satisfaction.

After having lunch, Sofia decided to take a nap to alleviate her fatigue. When she woke up, it was already evening, but she still felt tired.

Rena entered the room she was being kept in. "Sofia, get ready for dinner. Don Adrik wants to have dinner with you," Rena conveyed the message.

"Why the hell does he want to have dinner with me? Am I not supposed to be a prisoner, kept here to exert pressure on my husband?" Sofia frowned, feeling frustrated and confused.

"Don't argue with me, Sofia. Don

Adrik wants you at the dinner table sharp at 8. suggest you obey his orders because you are living in his territory. Everyone here should obey his commands; no one can afford to defy him. The consequences would be deadly," Rena threatened her with a serious tone.

"So, tell him that I am prepared to face the consequences," Sofia stated with steely determination, her voice unwavering. "But I refuse to come and have dinner with my kidnapper." Rena's glare intensified as Sofia's words echoed in the room, but undeterred, Sofia held her ground. Rena abruptly turned and stormed out of the room, her footsteps echoing with frustration. Moments later, a gentle knock interrupted the silence, and Sofia's senses snapped to attention. She swiftly composed herself, steeling her nerves for the encounter about to unfold. The door creaked open, revealing the imposing figure of Don Adrik. His dark eyes pierced through the room, a captivating mixture of intensity and intrigue.

 

Chapter 393 Knight In The Shining Armor

"Sweetheart, I am disappointed to hear that you don't want to have dinner with me. So I came here to take you for dinner myself," Adrik said, his voice oozing with faux charm as he reached out and grasped Sofia's hand, pulling her up and making her stand on her feet. Sofia reacted swiftly, yanking her hand away from his hold, her eyes blazing with anger. "Don't you dare touch me. You won't like the consequences my husband will bring upon you."

He smirked, clearly amused by her defiance. "I am just being polite, and you're threatening me with your husband. Let me remind you that I abducted you right in front of him. Can you imagine how powerful I am? I advise you to leave that piece of shit. Don Leonardo doesn't know how to care for a beauty like you," he taunted, his eyes raking over Sofia's body, sending shivers of disgust down her spine.

Sofia mustered her courage and confronted him. "What deal do you want to make with my husband?"

"It's nothing that concerns you," he replied sternly.

"Why have you abducted me? Why do you need to use me to speak to my husband?" she argued, her voice tinged with frustration.

"Fine, I'll tell you. But first, you have to have dinner with me," Adrik said casually as if inviting her to a social event. Sofia's anger flared again, finding it infuriating that he had the audacity to ask her about dinner after being rejected twice already. Refusing to respond or move, Sofia held her ground. Adrik let out a sigh, attempting another approach to persuade her.

"Listen, Sofia. There's no harm in having dinner with me. You need to take care of yourself, especially now that you're pregnant, as advised by your doctor," he added, emphasizing the last part. Sofia couldn't help but notice how everyone seemed to care about her health. It must be Leonardo's influence even in his absence; after all, her husband was the mightiest mafia king.

Sofia's stomach rumbled with hunger, reminding her of the growing life within. She gently placed her hand on her belly, speaking softly in her mind, "Okay, baby. So you're hungry. Momma is going to get you some food."

"Alright, Don Adrik, I'll have dinner with you, but solely because my doctor suggested not staying hungry for too long, nothing else. I am not happy about sharing a meal with you. Don't think otherwise. I am here as Leonardo Morelli's wedded wife. Never forget that," she warned him, narrowing her eyes. Adrik's persistent advances had her suspicious about his true intentions. He merely smirked in response.

"Feisty!" he chuckled, finding her defiance amusing.

The setting was a vast and opulent hall, its dining table adorned with an array of delicious foods. Rena and Enzo were also present at the table. As Rena looked at Sofia, she could sense the cunning smile, and Sofia chose to avert her eyes. Enzo, on the other hand, completely ignored her, not bothering to acknowledge her presence.

To Sofia's surprise, Don Adrik pulled a chair out for her, trying to play the gentleman's role. Reluctantly, she settled into the seat he offered.

Butlers arrived and started serving the lavish meals. Sofia glanced at the food on her plate and then back at Don Adrik. He chuckled before saying, "I ordered them to make all your favorite dishes for dinner." His knowledge of her favorite food didn't shock her; she knew that Rena and Enzo had shared all the information about her with him.

She chose to remain silent and began eating from her plate. Throughout the meal, Don Adrik's dark eyes remained fixed on her, making her feel increasingly uncomfortable and scrutinized. Suddenly, a commotion emerged from the doorway, and a man came running, whispering something into Don Adrik's ear. He nodded in response and said, "Bring them inside." With the sound of approaching footsteps, Sofia's heart started pounding faster. Her eyes snapped toward the doorway, anticipation and hope intertwining within her.

As soon as Sofia caught sight of Leonardo entering the room, a surge of vitality coursed through her body. Fatigue and anger dissipated, replaced by overwhelming happiness and joy.

He strode in, flanked by Don Adrik's men, exuding an aura of power akin to a lion approaching its prey. Sofia gazed at his cold, stern face, a visage capable of instilling fear in anyone's heart.

But in an instant, his gaze found Sofia, and everything changed. His expression softened, and his gray eyes sparkled with an undeniable brightness.

"Don Leonardo, welcome to my mansion," Don Adrik greeted him, attempting to command attention.

Leonardo paid no heed to Adrik, his focus fixed solely on Sofia. With determination, she rose from her seat, pushed back the chair, and began making her way toward him.

"Don Leonardo, stop right there. We haven't discussed the terms and conditions. I won't allow you to meet your wife," Don Adrik growled, his voice laced with hostility, as he observed Leonardo heading towards Sofia, unperturbed by the warnings.

Leonardo dismissed Adrik's words, indifferent to the threats. Sofia watched as Adrik signaled his men to intercept Leonardo's path. However, Domenico, who trailed behind Leonardo, raised a cautioning hand.

"Touch him at your own peril," Domenico's voice echoed through the room, cold and commanding. Adrik motioned his men to halt their advance.

Hastening his steps, Leonardo

reached Sofia in an instant, pulling her into his arms. Their eyes locked, his gray orbs brimming with a multitude of emotions and deep concern. Before she could utter a word, his tips urgently pressed against hers, as though his very existence depended on her presence, as though he were reclaiming his life. The kiss

deepened, his tongue delving into her mouth. Her hands instinctively grasped his neck, drawing him closer. His hands on her waist held her tightly against his body, enveloping her in a sense of belonging. He was her home

Breathing heavily, Leonardo pulled away, concern etched on his face as he asked his wife, "Are you alright, angel?"

Gently brushing aside Sofia's hair, he examined her face and body with cautious eyes, relief washing over him when he found her safe and unharmed. He leaned in once more, kissing her passionately, his hands cupping her face with tenderness. However, their intimate moment was abruptly disrupted by the cold voice of Don Adrik, shattering the air of romance. "Don Leonardo, if you're done playing the lover boy, can we discuss business?"

Don Adrik turned his attention to a maid, issuing an instruction. "Take Sofia to her room."

Sofia clutched onto Leonardo's shirt, refusing to let go, seeking solace in his embrace as she buried her face in his chest. She couldn't bear the thought of being separated from him, even for a single moment.

"No. She's not going anywhere," Leonardo growled, wrapping a protective arm around her shoulder, drawing her closer to him.

Sofia wished she could merge into

his body, ensuring that no force

could tear them apart. She considered herself incredibly

fortunate to have found him, hermet

knight in shining armor, once again coming to her rescue. Unable to tear her eyes away from his handsome face, she marveled at how he

managed to exude charm in every

situation.

Don Adrik issued a warning, his voice laced with authority. "You are standing in my territory, my domain. You have no right to dictate terms to me."

"Then, test me," Leonardo responded in a dangerous tone, his voice filled with unyielding determination.

"Are you going to renege on your promises?" Don Adrik raised a challenging eyebrow.

"I never back down from a promise. But my first condition is that Sofia leaves this place. That is non-negotiable. Once she is safely with Domenico, I will discuss the deal with you," Leonardo declared, firmly establishing his condition before Don Adrik. The latter narrowed his eyes, seemingly pondering his response for a moment.

"Don't worry, Don Adrik, I'm not going anywhere. I'm only sending Sofia home. I'll stay here with you until you're satisfied with keeping me here and discussing your conditions," Leonardo declared, his voice icy cold, sending chills down everyone's spines. Sofia's heart skipped a beat. What did he mean by staying here in exchange for her? No, she couldn't allow it to happen.

"No, I won't go with Domenico. I'll stay here with you," she whispered, her words directed solely at Leonardo.

"Sofia, please try to understand. I'm doing this for the sake of you and our baby," Leonardo pleaded, gently caressing Sofia's cheeks.

Our baby? How did he know?

"How do you know? That day I came to share the news with you, but I overheard your father blaming me and saying you shouldn't be kind to me. It broke my heart, and I didn't want to see your face ever again," she asked, her confusion evident.

He shook his head, placing a kiss on her forehead, before sighing and responding, "I received this news in a very unexpected way. Don Adrik informed me about your pregnancy." Sofia clung to him, aware that he didn't like the idea of someone else knowing before him. "Go with Domenico. He'll take you to our country, to Genoa. Okay?" Leonardo ordered.

"And what about you?" she asked, fear lacing her words.

"I'm coming home, baby girl, very soon to welcome our baby. You go and wait for me. I promise I'll come to you soon," he assured her, and Sofia knew he never made false promises. He had to come for their baby and her, safe and sound.

She nodded, her gaze shifting to Domenico. Domenico stood there, watching her expressionless, beckoning her to come to him. Her heart wasn't ready to leave Leonardo. She closed her eyes and questioned herself. If she chose to stay with him there, she might become the reason for his downfall in the face of their enemies.

Although she didn't want to leave him alone among his enemies, she had to. She knew if she stayed, they could exploit her and their baby, weakening him.

 

Chapter 394 Ruthless Mafia King

As soon as Leonardo's feet touched Russian soil, his heart ached for Sofia. Accompanied by his trusted men, he made his way to Don Adrik's opulent mansion, anticipation coursing through his veins. However, Adrik's men halted Leonardo at the entrance, attempting to impede his path. His patience was wearing thin, and Leonardo's sole desire was to see his beloved Sofia, even if it meant complying with their demands. They had pushed him to his limit this time. If Don Adrik dared to deny him the chance to lay eyes on his wife, Leonardo would unleash his fury upon this place, reducing it to ashes. Finally granted permission, only Domenico and Leonardo were allowed entry, while his loyal men waited outside, ready to execute his every command.

At that moment, as his gaze fell upon Sofia, everything else faded into insignificance. Don Adrik's screams to halt were insignificant to Leonardo; nothing mattered except Sofia. His hands yearned to touch her, his body longed to feel her warmth, his lips craved the taste of her, and his tongue desired to explore every inch of her being. The compulsion was overpowering; Leonardo couldn't resist.

Without hesitation, Leonardo enfolded his wife in a fervent embrace, his lips crashing onto hers with a raw intensity fueled by hunger and desperation. When he pulled away momentarily, he surveyed her face, concern etching his features. She appeared weakened, her once bright eyes now dulled and reddened, as though tears had been her sole companion for hours on end. His gaze roved over her body, searching for any trace of harm inflicted upon her. If they had even left the faintest scratch, Leonardo would have unleashed his wrath upon them all without hesitation, burning their world at a snap of his finger.

However, Don Adrik was not prepared to release Sofia. Unyielding, Leonardo remained resolute in his determination to extricate her from this perilous situation. He refused to concede to anything less than her freedom, his sole aim to ensure her safety. Engaging in negotiations, Leonardo ensnared Adrik within his carefully woven plan. For as long as Sofia remained in this place, he would be powerless to act. She was his ultimate weakness.

Leonardo couldn't bear the thought of putting his wife, Sofia, in danger. If he decided to proceed with his plan, he had to ensure her safety above all else. She was his entire world, and he would do anything for her, even if it meant bargaining his soul with the devil. As soon as Sofia left that grimy place, Leonardo let out a sigh of relief. Making his way over, he settled onto the couch and leaned back, allowing himself a moment to relax. Don Adrik, on the other hand, took a seat in front of him, his eyes fixed on Leonardo with caution. "So, Don Adrik, you stooped so low as to kidnap my wife and use her against me. Tsk... tsk..." Leonardo clicked his tongue disapprovingly.

"I expected more from someone claiming to be as powerful as a Mafia leader. Yet, here you are, resorting to abducting a pregnant woman and using her to fulfill your demands from her husband. And now you want me to grant you rights over my Mafia Empire. Sorry to disappoint, but I don't do business with cowards," Leonardo added with disgust, his eyes narrowing as he glared at Adrik.

"Mind your tongue, Don Leonardo," Adrik growled, his anger evident in his intense gaze.

Leonardo chuckled, shaking his head in amusement at Adrik's reaction. "If you wanted me to come here and meet with you, all you had to do was send me a message. You didn't have to go after my wife. You made a grave mistake, Don Adrik. Did you forget that I can be brutal and ruthless when it comes to dealing with my enemies?" Leonardo smirked at him, his eyes locked onto Adrik's, and continued, "Did everyone forget why people fear crossing paths with me?"

Leonardo maintained eye contact with Adrik, a challenging glint in his eyes. "So, what makes you think we can strike a deal now? What do you propose?" Leonardo altered the proposition, asserting his dominance in the situation.

Don Adrik's shameless laughter filled the room, echoing off the walls. "I think you forgot, Don Leonardo, that you are sitting in my country, on my territory, and in my place, surrounded by my loyal men, all alone and without arms. I must say, I'm impressed that you still dared to put your proposition in front of me."

Leonardo maintained his composure even as he scanned the room, noticing how Adrik's men were strategically positioned all around. It was clear that Adrik feared him enough to let him enter the premises unarmed, but Leonardo knew better than to be complacent. "The title of a ruthless Mafia king was bestowed upon me for a reason," Leonardo retorted, his gaze unwavering. "I don't need anything but my bare hands to deal with those who betray me. They meet their end swiftly and mercilessly."

Adrik's desperation was palpable as he tried to reason with Leonardo. "Look, Leonardo, I don't want any fights. I only wanted you to come here and sign the deal papers. That's it, and we can work together. Your wife has been well taken care of here. Her every need has been attended to, and she has lived here quite comfortably."

Leonardo shook his head, a bitter

chuckle escaping his lips. "If only you could see how much you've made my wife suffer. She must have cried so much that her eyes became puffy and red, and I despised that. And you yourself invited a fight when you abducted my wife right in front of my eyes," he warned,

making it clear to Adrik that he was the one in danger, not Leonardo.

"You should have thought twice before doing this. No one in their right mind would dare harm her, knowing how much I love her. I can burn this whole damn earth if anything happens to her," Leonardo shouted, leaning forward with fury. His nostrils flared, and heavy breaths accompanied his rage.

"Don Leonardo, you're not supposed

to be so foolish as to threaten me when you're sitting in my place. You should have considered the consequences before raising your voice at me," Adrik yelled, and his men in response to his command, advanced, pointing their guns at Leonardo. However, he motioned for them to stand down, shooting

disdainful glances at Leonardo.

Adrik's face contorted with fury as he confronted Don Leonardo Morelli, the notorious Mafia king known for his ruthless demeanor. Leonardo, unyielding and confident, simply leaned back in his chair, watching Adrik's every move with a mocking glint in his eyes. "So, Don Leonardo, are you not going to sign the deal?" Adrik's voice crackled with anger, the frustration evident in his tone.

Leonardo let out a condescending chuckle. "Ah, Don Adrik, I thought you were smarter than this," he retorted, his calm demeanor only adding to Adrik's rage.

The Russian Don gritted his teeth, clenching his fists in frustration. "What about your promises? You said that if I set your wife free, you would sign the deal on my terms and conditions," Adrik demanded as if expecting an honest response from Leonardo. But Leonardo simply snorted, refusing to give in to the pressure.

"I will still sign the deal, but it will be on my terms and conditions," Leonardo replied firmly. "I have no problem with you doing business in my country, but there is one non-negotiable rule: no drugs and prostitution. Is that clear?" Instead of giving a straightforward answer, Leonardo turned the tables, leaving Adrik to contemplate his response.

This was the moment Adrik would learn that dealing with Leonardo Morelli was no easy feat. The Italian Don was infamous for his ruthlessness and heartlessness, and he was not to be trifled with. Leonardo's smirk only fueled Adrik's anger further, intensifying the brewing storm between them.

"If you agree to my terms and conditions, we can sign the deal," Leonardo stated calmly, his voice commanding authority and control. He knew exactly what he was doing - navigating the power play with finesse.

Adrik, now fuming with rage, couldn't contain his temper any longer. He shot up from his seat, slamming his fists down on the table between them, shattering the glass into a thousand pieces. Blood oozed from his hand, wounded by the sharp shards of broken glass. "You've sealed your fate, Leonardo," Adrik seethed, his scowl directed at the fearless Mafia king. But instead of cowering or showing fear, Leonardo met his threat with a smile.

"Try your luck, Adrik. I'm sitting here in your den, giving you the chance to fulfill your wish," Leonardo goaded, challenging Adrik to follow through on his words.

At that moment, Adrik's men

surrounded Leonardo, brandishing

their guns, ready to strike. But even

in the face of a loaded barrel, Leonardo laughed, as if relishing the dangenthat surrounded him. He knew that, in this deadly game, only the most cunning and ruthless would survive, and he was more than willing to demonstrate why he was the one they all feared.

Chapter 395 Negotiation

Don Adrik seethed with anger. His carefully devised plan had failed, and everything had gone disastrously wrong, defying his expectations. He had foolishly believed he could make the great Leonardo Morelli bow to his demands. What a laughable notion! No one in this world could bend the indomitable Leonardo Morelli to their will. Adrik was about to learn, in the harshest way, that he had made a grave mistake by summoning Leonardo there.

His face was flushed red, and he had lost all sense of reason as he barked orders at his men, commanding them to point their guns at Leonardo. Anger had clouded his judgment, making him blind to the reality that Leonardo Morelli was synonymous with death itself. Did they not understand the perilous path they were treading?

Did Adrik truly believe that Leonardo would surrender just because he had managed to keep Leonardo's wife away from him for a single day? Such delusions existed only in Adrik's twisted mind. Leonardo remained composed, watching as they held their guns steady, and he couldn't help but chuckle at their stupidity. These fools could never penetrate the fortress of his mind.

In a swift, calculated move, Leonardo surveyed the room, ensuring he knew every detail before they could react. Then, with lightning speed, he lunged forward, picking up a broken glass shard and pressing it dangerously close to Don Adrik's neck.

"You so much as twitch a finger, and I'll sever his throat before you can blink," Leonardo warned, his eyes like steel, daring any of Adrik's men to challenge him.

Don Adrik swallowed hard, nervousness evident in his voice as he stammered, "Y-you're making a mistake, Don Leonardo. You won't escape from here. You've walked right into your deathbed."

But there was no fear in Leonardo's gaze, only quiet confidence, as he calmly replied, "We'll see about that, Adrik."

Leonardo's dark laughter filled the room, sending chills down everyone's spine. "Your life is under this mere piece of glass, and yet you dare to threaten me?" he taunted, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. "Do you not understand what I am capable of? I wouldn't hesitate to slit your neck and set your soul free from that wretched body," he declared, clenching his jaw tightly.

With a sharp whistle, Leonardo called forth his men, and they swiftly poured into the room, surrounding Don Adrik and his gang. The power shift was palpable as the tide turned in Leonardo's favor.

"Drop your weapons if you want your boss to see another day," Leonardo warned Adrik's men, his eyes glinting with authority. His own men quickly disarmed the opponents and held them captive, keeping a firm grip on the situation. Mark, one of Leonardo's trusted lieutenants, placed the muzzle of his gun against Don Adrik's head, a stark reminder of the danger he was facing.

Having made his point, Leonardo released his hold on Don Adrik and settled back on the couch, stretching his arms across the armrest. His piercing gaze locked onto Adrik, a cold smirk playing on his lips.

"Mark, make sure our guest is comfortably seated on the couch," Leonardo commanded, and Mark promptly followed his boss's orders, though he kept the gun steady, never letting his guard down.

"Now, I have an offer for you," Leonardo proposed, the air thick with tension. Despite the dire circumstances, Don Adrik was known for his penchant for deals, even in the most adverse situations.

"Either you sign a deal to merge your Mafia into my kingdom, working under my rule, or you choose death. The choice is yours," Leonardo declared, his voice firm and unwavering. "I would gladly grant you either fate, for it is I who holds the throne in this realm." The tables had turned completely. Once a captor, Don Adrik was now the captive, faced with the overwhelming might of Leonardo's empire. The balance of power had shifted, and Leonardo's dominance was evident to all in the room.

"You can't do that," Don Adrik spat, his voice dripping with defiance. "And if you think that you can easily escape my country after killing me, that's not going to be that easy. Don Leonardo, you are making a big mistake in your life by making us your enemies."

A cold smile played on Leonardo's lips, his face etched with determination. "You were never a friend, Don Adrik," he retorted, his voice firm and resolute. "You started our enmity by kidnapping my wife and challenging me to come here and show you your place. You should have thought before doing this. Now it's my turn to serve justice."

With those words, Leonardo rose from his chair, every movement exuding strength and purpose. Slowly, he began walking towards Adrik, his steps measured and deliberate. The tension in the room escalated, and the space seemed to shrink as their confrontation reached its pinnacle.

"You are nothing more than a piece of shit," Leonardo's voice rang out, unyielding and fierce. "Using women to make your enemy weak is an act of a coward, and you have proven that you don't have the guts to talk to me face to face like a man. And I'll show you how a real man protects his family."

Without warning, Leonardo lunged forward, catching Adrik's collar in a vice-like grip, pulling him up to his feet. Adrik winced in pain, but Leonardo was relentless, his eyes burning with anger.

"I will show you what it would be like screwing me for no good reason," Leonardo warned darkly, before delivering a powerful knee to Adrik's vulnerable groin. Adrik groaned, doubled over, clutching his abdomen in agony. Leonardo, not done yet, yanked Adrik's collar once again, forcing him to stand upright. With a fierce determination, he unleashed a crushing punch on Adrik's stomach, sending him sprawling a foot away, gasping for breath. Drawing near Adrik, Leonardo leaned over him, his eyes ablaze with fury. "This was for making my Sofia cry," he shouted, his voice echoing through the room.

Leonardo stepped back, his chest heaving with anger and resentment. He couldn't bear to see his beloved wife hurt, and the pain she endured

fueled his righteous wrath. With a

a

swift motion, he raised his foot and brought it down with unbridled force on Adrik's stomach, a final blow meant to extinguish the very life from his enemy.

In a dimly lit, smoky room filled with tension, Leonardo's eyes burned with anger and determination. His fists clenched tightly at his sides as he faced Adrik, the man responsible for making his pregnant wife suffer. Leonardo's voice trembled with fury as he confronted the one who dared to harm his beloved.

"How dare you throw your dirty gaze toward my wife and think of harming her! You'll pay for all the pain and suffering she went through when she was away from me," he spat, his words dripping with venom. With a primal rage, Leonardo unleashed a flurry of kicks upon Adrik, who crumpled to the floor, his face bruised and bloodied. Breathing heavily, Leonardo stepped back, leaving Adrik to lie in his own crimson pool. Still seething, Leonardo turned to his loyal associate, Mark, who stood by his side. "Make all of them suffer in hell until they beg for mercy," he commanded, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife.

Adrik, despite being beaten and battered, found a last burst of defiance. "You will regret this, Don Leonardo. I'll make sure you never see your wife and baby again in this lifetime," he croaked out, his voice breaking. The threat struck a nerve with Leonardo, and his vision blurred with fury. In an instant, he turned, and Mark instinctively threw a gun toward him. Leonardo caught it, his grip unyielding.

Without hesitation, he aimed the gun at Adrik, the man who dared threaten his family. The sound of bullets breaking the silence echoed in the room as Leonardo emptied the chamber into Adrik's body, each shot carrying his rage and protectiveness for Sofia.

His eyes still ablaze with anger, Leonardo stood there, feeling an unsettling mix of satisfaction and revulsion for what he had just done. He had never feared anything in his life, but the mere thought of losing Sofia had turned him into a vengeful force. "Mark!" Leonardo turned to his trusted ally, his expression stern. Mark knew exactly what needed to be done and nodded in response.

Leaving behind the scene of chaos, Leonardo strode towards the exit, his mind already on one thing - getting back to Sofia. He knew he had to protect her, for she was his everything. The thought of being without her made his heart ache, and he would do whatever it took to keep her safe.

Outside, his private aircraft awaited him, ready to take him back to Sofia's side. The turmoil was over, and Leonardo couldn't wait to hold her in his arms, to feel the peace of her presence after this harrowing ordeal.

At that moment, nothing else mattered to Leonardo. He was a man driven by love and a fierce determination to shield his family from harm, even if it meant confronting the darkest corners of his soul.

 

Chapter 396 He Is My World Sofia and Domenico stepped out of the imposing mansion that belonged to the Russian mafia, an opulent private jet awaited them on the tarmac, engines humming softly in the background.

"I think you should go back and help him. I will be alright," Sofia told Domenico, her concern evident in her voice. She couldn't shake off the worry for Leonardo, who was now alone, surrounded by numerous armed men and the ruthless Don Adrik. In her heart, she prayed fervently for his safety, hoping he would return to her soon.

"Don't worry. He will be alright. He is Leonardo Morelli. No one can touch a single hair on his head," Domenico reassured Sofia with unwavering confidence.

"He is alone there and surrounded by fifty armed people. Don Adrik is also very dangerous. I am scared for Leonardo's safety. Please, I beg you to go back to him," Sofia pleaded, her eyes filled with anxiety.

Domenico's expression softened, but he remained resolute. "I am sorry. I have orders to take you home safely. Your safety is my first priority. Ignoring his orders would be unforgivable. Believe me, he cares only for your well-being, nothing else matters to him," he paused and sighed. "Don't worry, our men and Mark are standing right outside the mansion; they are only a signal away."

Sofia understood the weight of Leonardo's instructions, knowing that Domenico couldn't go against them. Her heart longed to know more about Leonardo's situation, but she knew Domenico couldn't simply call and inquire, as it might jeopardize Leonardo's safety. "Is there any way we can get news about him?" she asked, her voice tinged with anxiety.

"I cannot call and ask anyone about the situation. Enemies might trace the call, and Leonardo needs to focus on the next action plan and strategy without any distractions. We should not disturb him. But don't worry; as soon as I get any news, I will inform you," Domenico assured, trying to comfort her.

As the private jet took off, Sofia looked out of the window, lost in her thoughts about her first-ever flight experience. She couldn't help but recall how she had been so scared during the flight, and how Leonardo had held her hand throughout the journey, reassuring her with his calm presence.

Sofia's heart fluttered as she turned toward Domenico, the man who had been a constant presence in her husband's life. She couldn't resist the urge to inquire about Leonardo, wanting to know more about the man she had chosen to spend her life with. "How long have you been with Leonardo?" The question slipped from her lips, tinged with curiosity and a touch of vulnerability. She hoped Domenico would share some insights into the person she thought she knew so well.

"I have been with him since our high school days," Domenico began, a warm smile gracing his face as he reminisced. "Even back then, Leonardo was the most popular boy, with a charm that no one could ignore. But he wasn't just charisma; he was also incredibly intelligent. We first met during a group assignment, and he impressed me with his cooperative nature. We became friends instantly and soon, inseparable best friends for life. Through all the ups and downs, the bright days and dark nights, I've been by his side like a shadow."

Domenico paused for a moment, as if diving into the depths of his memories. His gaze turned distant as he continued, "I've witnessed Leonardo during his most extreme moments. I've shared in his pain, his happiness, his agony, and his joy. He's never held back from sharing everything with me, and I've always been there to listen."

As he spoke, Domenico's expression softened, and he turned to look directly at Sofia. "In fact, when Leonardo realized he was in love with you, I was the first person he came to confess his feelings to," he revealed, his grin widening. The admission made Sofia blush, her mind momentarily whisked away to the memory of Leonardo's tearful confession of love, his voice cracking with fear of losing her.

Domenico's serious demeanor returned, and he implored Sofia, "Trust me, he's not always the most expressive or patient person, but you've brought out a transformation in him. Ever since you came into his life, he's changed, Sofia, and it's all for the better. Please, never walk away from him. He might not show it, but he's deeply emotional when it comes to the people who truly matter to him."

"I know, and I deeply regret that I made him feel like that. I will never make that mistake again. I promise, I will never let anyone come between us, and I will never walk away from him or let him go away from me," Sofia vowed, her voice resolute as she spoke the words to herself.

Domenico, moved by Sofia's sincerity, couldn't help but smile, and in turn, Sofia's worried expression softened into a smile too.

As they finally arrived at the Morelli mansion, the tension in the air was palpable. Everyone, including Leonardo's parents, his uncle, aunt, and his cousins, had been anxiously waiting for their return. Upon seeing Sofia safe and sound, their worried eyes showed signs of relief, but then they immediately began searching for Leonardo. Sofia knew they were also deeply concerned about him.

Anna, Leonardo's mother, stepped forward and embraced Sofia tightly. "Thank God, Sofia, you are safe. I couldn't forgive myself if anything had happened to you because of my negligence," Anna said, looking into Sofia's face with genuine concern.

Before Sofia could reply to Anna's heartfelt words, Alessandro, Leonardo's father, directed his attention to Domenico. His tone was a mix of anger and concern as he asked, "Where is Leonardo? Why did you leave him alone?"

Domenico hesitated for a moment before answering, "He asked me to take Sofia home safely. I had no choice but to leave him alone there. But please, Mr. Morelli, rest assured that Mark and the others are with him."

Alessandro's anger flared up at Domenico's response. "Don't give me any excuses, Domenico. You should never have left him alone, especially knowing what the Russian mafia is capable of. They are ruthless and merciless. I have faith in my son's abilities, but he will need an extra strategist when facing such a formidable enemy, and you are the brain of our team. Mark and the others are skilled, but they lack your level of expertise," Alessandro said with despair in his voice.

Alessandro's face was a mix of relief and concern as he turned towards Sofia.

"How are you, Sofia? What did they do to you?" His eyes scanned her body, searching for any signs of injury. He couldn't bear the thought of harm coming to his beloved daughter-in-law and her unborn child.

"Dad, I'm perfectly alright. Leonardo got to me in time," Sofia informed him, a hint of gratitude in her voice for her husband's timely intervention.

He nodded, his jaw clenched with anger. "They dared to abduct the women of the Morelli house. They need to learn a good lesson." Alessandro's protective instincts flared, ready to take on anyone who would dare harm his family.

Sofia managed a weak smile, appreciating Alessandro's concern, but exhaustion was evident in her eyes. Anna stepped forward, taking Sofia's hand gently in her own. "Come on, Sofia. You must be tired. Let's get you some rest," she said, guiding Sofia toward her room. "Okay, dear, you freshen up, and I'll get the chef to prepare some nourishing meals for you," Anna suggested, her motherly instincts taking over as she wanted to make sure Sofia was well taken care of. Sofia nodded gratefully.

As soon as Anna left the room, Sofia made her way into the bathroom. She sank into the warm water, feeling the tension leave her body. Yet, her mind remained preoccupied with thoughts of Leonardo, her husband. She worried about him and longed to see him again. She knew she wouldn't find peace until they were reunited.

After taking a long, soothing shower, Sofia emerged from the bathroom, clad in a comfortable white dress. Just then, Anna returned to the room, accompanied by a maid carrying a tray laden with soup and food.

"Sofia, quickly finish the soup and have some food. After that, you should rest," Anna insisted, her nurturing nature on full display.

Sofia's stomach grumbled loudly, a clear sign that she was hungry. She had just finished a steaming bowl of soup and managed to devour a substantial amount of food. The satisfying meal had taken the edge off her hunger, but she still longed for more. "Sofia, if there's anything you want to talk about regarding what happened in Russia, please know that you can confide in me," Anna expressed genuine concern in her voice.

"No, Mum, there's nothing in particular to discuss. Surprisingly, they treated me well. I still can't understand why they kidnapped me or what they wanted from Leonardo. But, they never posed any harm to me. It's perplexing how they granted me such special treatment," Sofia replied, her voice tinged with confusion.

"That's because they knew that

Leonardo wouldn't cooperate if they

harmed you. They need to ensure

eline

your safety if they want Leonardo to comply with their demands. The Russian Mafia is a brutal and ruthless organization, Sofia. They operate without any rules. We're

doing everything we can to keep

them away from our country," Anna divulged, revealing important information.

Sofia nodded, absorbing Anna's words. However, she only grasped part of the whole picture. She realized her ignorance about the Mafia and their operations. It was ironic that her father was involved in the Mafia, and now her husband held the title of a Mafia king, et Sofia didn't share the same enthusiasm for this way of life. While she desired popularity and success, the power and wealth that accompanied the Mafia lifestyle

didn't captivate her.

Lost in her contemplation, Sofia's thoughts were abruptly interrupted by her name echoing throughout the vast walls of the mansion. Leonardo had arrived. Without further hesitation, Sofia dashed down the hall, driven by an urgency to be in his presence. As she descended the stairs, she saw him standing in the hall, and her heart skipped a beat. Leonardo looked strong, healthy, and undeniably handsome. Sofia's eyes roamed over his figure, captivated by his presence.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Sofia couldn't contain herself any longer. She sprinted towards him, throwing herself into his arms.

 

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 397 She Is The Answers To My Prayers

Leonardo's eyes were consumed by an insatiable longing to see Sofia's face as he stepped foot in Genoa. He was in a frenzied hurry to reach home, every fiber of his being throbbing with the pain of separation from his beloved wife. He felt as though he couldn't survive another minute without her presence, craving to lay his eyes on her, to feel her touch, to know that he was truly alive. Each passing second without her felt like a slow and agonizing death.

Rushing towards the airport exit, Leonardo's heart raced with anticipation. His car awaited him, and he swiftly settled inside, urging the driver to go faster. The long drive to his home felt unbearable, his patience worn thin by the relentless yearning that consumed him. As the car came to a stop before his opulent mansion, Leonardo wasted no time. He leapt out of the vehicle and dashed inside, his eyes searching for Sofia. His father and uncle sat in the grand hall engaged in conversation while his cousins lingered nearby. However, Leonardo's gaze sought only Sofia's face, desperate to find her. His frantic eyes scanned the room, but she was nowhere to be seen. She must have arrived hours before him. Consumed by anxiety, he couldn't help but call out her name. "Sofia!"

The sound of her name escaped his lips like a fervent prayer. The attention of everyone in the room immediately shifted toward him. They rushed towards him, concern etched on their faces.

"Leonardo, are you alright?" his father inquired, his eyes scrutinizing Leonardo for any signs of distress.

"I am relieved to see that you are safe," his uncle added.

"What happened there, bro? We want all the details. We're certain there must have been some thrilling, action-packed scenes," his twin cousins eagerly asked, excitement bubbling in their voices.

But Leonardo's mind remained elsewhere, his eyes still searching for Sofia. He yearned to hear her voice, to know that she was safe in his arms once again.

His breath caught in his throat when he caught sight of her descending the stairs, running towards him with unbridled joy. She leaped into his embrace, wrapping her arms tightly around him.

"Thank God you're safe and sound," she whispered, pulling away slightly to gaze into Leonardo's face. Tenderly cupping his cheeks in her hands, she pulled him closer and showered his face with kisses, each one filled with boundless adoration and love. Sofia murmured words of gratitude as her kisses showered Leonardo's face, "I can't thank God enough for keeping you safe and fine."

Her words were warm and tender, like a soft melody caressing his soul. Their intimate moment was interrupted by a sudden clearing of the throat, and Sofia pulled away, her cheeks flushed with shyness. Leonardo couldn't help but inwardly groan; he had been reveling in her affectionate gestures. Yet, this time, Sofia seemed to let her guard down, not caring who saw their affection for each other.

Anna came as relief washed over her face as she saw her son unharmed. "Oh, my baby! You are alright, and that's enough for me. Don't ever put yourself in danger. You have to be safe and take care of yourself, just for my sake," she said, her voice trembling with emotion, trying to hide her sobs. She embraced Leonardo tightly, and he reciprocated by wrapping his arms around her, planting a gentle kiss on the top of her head. This display of motherly love filled his heart with warmth.

"I promise, Mum," Leonardo assured her, knowing how much his happiness meant to her. Anna had always been his pillar of strength and support, and he never wanted to cause her any worry.

However, their tender moment was interrupted by Alessandro, whose tone was stern as he scolded his son. "Leonardo, what happened there? Why did you send Domenico back? Did you forget that we always had a strategy to work? Not every time we can work according to our instinct," he reprimanded, and Leonardo scowled.

"Dad! He wanted me to agree to their nonsense terms and conditions, to which I could never give my consent," Leonardo explained calmly.

Alessandro nodded in understanding but demanded more details. "So, how did you sort it out? And how were you able to come back without accepting their proposition? As per my knowledge, Don Adrik is very stubborn," he asked, curious yet cautious.

Leonardo knew that what he was about to reveal would not sit well with his father. "Dad, what I am going to tell you... you won't like that. But I had to make a difficult decision. I have to kill Don Adrik," he confessed.

"What the fuck are you saying, Leonardo?" Alessandro's voice thundered, and Sofia flinched, clutching onto Leonardo's side. Anna was quick to scold her husband for his language. "Mind your language, Alessandro," she chided, looking around, conscious of the female family members present.

Anna took Sofia's hand and motioned for Aunt Lovlyn, Bella, and the twins to follow her, leaving the men alone to address the grave matter at hand.

Approaching his son, Alessandro spoke in a stern and disappointed tone. "Tell me, Leonardo, how can you be so foolish? You know the consequences of killing a Russian mafia boss. This will only bring more trouble upon us. You've made all the Russians our enemies," he said, shaking his head in disbelief.

"I know, Dad. But he was pushing me, provoking me to kill him. He said something about Sofia that I couldn't bear and wished for my death. He even ordered his men to kill me on the spot," Leonardo replied, his anger palpable as he remembered the taunting words of his adversary.

"He was looking for trouble, always pushing the boundaries, and this time, he went too far. I had no choice but to eliminate him, Dad. I had to," Leonardo said, clenching his fists and exhaling loudly.

His father approached and clapped a hand on Leonardo's back, a mix of understanding and concern in his eyes. "He's dead now, and we can't change that. Go to your room. We're just relieved to see you safe and well. We'll be leaving too," he said, acknowledging the gravity of the situation.

Nodding in response, Leonardo headed to his room, where he found his mother sitting with Sofia. As she noticed him, she nudged Sofia's hand, urging her to look at him.

"Dad is leaving for home," Leonardo informed Anna.

"Alright, Sofia, I'll be leaving too. Take care, sweetheart. And Leonardo, you better call me in the morning. I want to hear every detail," Anna said in her sweet, yet threatening voice.

Leonardo rolled his eyes inwardly. He knew his mother well, believing he was still her little boy, sharing every piece of his fights. But the reality was far different. He couldn't possibly disclose the brutal and cruel details of how he disposed of those ruthless adversaries.

Anna gently kissed her son's cheeks, her love for him evident in the tender gesture, before she quietly left the room, softly closing the door behind her.

Leonardo turned his attention to

Sofia, who looked at him with her innocent blue eyes, brimming with tears and affection. Concerned by her tears, he asked, "Why are you still crying, baby girl?" He pulled her into a warm embrace, hoping to lighten her mood with his gentle chuckle. "I am here in front of you, in one piece," he reassured her.

Resting her head on his chest, she tried to compose herself. "I was so scared for you. Though I know that you are invincible, I was desperate to see you safe and sound," her voice cracked with emotion. Leonardo caressed her cheeks tenderly with the pad of his thumb, tracing soothing circles on her soft skin. Sofia's curiosity got the better of her, and she asked, "Tell me what happened after I left?"

With a soft sigh, Leonardo began to recount the events. "Sofia, Don Adrik is dead. You don't need to be afraid anymore," he said in a hushed tone.

Her eyes widened in shock, and she pulled away slightly. "I heard that... you... you killed him," she gasped, her hand covering her mouth in disbelief.

"It's true, Sofia. I had no choice. If I

didn't act, he would have killed me. In our world, survival often means confronting and eliminating our adversaries," Leonardo explained; his forehead touching hers, seeking comfort in their closeness. You will

get used to it," he added, attempting to reassure her.

As he looked deep into her eyes, he sensed her insecurities and fear. He wanted to protect her from everything, but he knew the reality of their world. "But... but... Leonardo, this is so risky and dangerous. I'm really scared of bringing our baby into this world filled with threats and uncertainty," she confessed, her fear palpable.

Leonardo sighed, his heart sinking as he realized the extent of Sofia's apprehension. She was worried about the implications of his Mafia lifestyle, especially when it came to their unborn child.

Chapter 398 Don't Ever Leave Me

Leonardo's arms tightened around Sofia, enveloping her in a protective embrace. His voice, a mixture of reassurance and concern, resonated in the space between them.

"We will be alright, baby girl. We will find a way to work through this, just as we have overcome our differences before. There is a solution to everything, but for now, I need you by my side. Promise me you won't try to walk away," he pleaded, his gaze intense and searching.

Sofia shifted against his chest, a silent affirmation of her commitment. Leonardo pulled away slightly, his eyes locking onto hers, searching for answers to the questions that haunted him.

"Why did you try to run away from me? What were you thinking? Do you realize you could have killed me?" His words carried a tinge of coldness as he recalled the pain of her escape.

Sofia gasped, her voice trembled as she spoke, her emotions pouring forth.

"I... I was afraid of being hurt again. When I overheard your conversation with your father, I thought you would betray me like everyone else. Fear consumed me," she confessed, a tear escaping her eye and tracing a path down her cheek.

"I believed you only wanted the Ricci Empire and didn't truly care about me. I feared you would abandon me once this contract was over. I was terrified of facing your rejection, so I thought it would be better to leave before you could inflict more pain on me," Sofia sobbed, her words a torrent of anguish.

Leonardo's voice turned softer, filled with a mix of frustration and desperation. "Baby, you're falling into the same pattern. You can't keep doubting me like this. I can't bear to hear these doubts. And now, you'll have to face the consequences of making me suffer and cry for you," he whispered, his breath ragged and his grip on Sofia's arms tightening, his eyes smoldering with fiery intensity.

Sofia's voice trembled with disbelief as she repeated his words. "You... you cried for me?"

Leonardo's brow furrowed, his anger evident. "What else was I supposed to do when my wife ran away? I was terrified that you would disappear so far that I would never be able to find you," he growled, his jaw tense and his lips pressed into a tight line. His nostrils flared, betraying his simmering rage.

"I blamed myself for pushing you to this extreme. If I hadn't found you, I swear I would have destroyed myself," he murmured, his fury evident as a muscle twitched in his jaw, a physical manifestation of the intensity of his emotions.

His hot, angry breath enveloped Sofia's face, causing her to close her eyes instinctively, and a single tear slipped down her cheek. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you cared so much for me," she sobbed, remorseful for her past actions. Yet, despite the tumultuous emotions, she was grateful to have returned to Leonardo's side.

"Care?! I fucking love you, dammit!" Leonardo's voice erupted with fury, his frustration pouring out like a torrential storm.

Her eyes shot open, meeting his intense, angry gaze. "You... you love me?!" Sofia breathed out, completely stunned by the revelation, her emotions teetering between surprise and shock.

"You still have doubts?! Can't you see love for you in my eyes? Can't you feel it in my heart?" His words were a raw confession, his heart laid bare before her. It hurt him deeply that she still questioned his feelings. All he longed for was for her to believe in the sincerity of his love, that it was exclusively for her.

In an impassioned display, he reached out, cupping her face, and gently pinched her chin between his fingers, his frustration evident in the grinding of his teeth.

"Wife, I have told you so many times, in so many different ways, that I love you. That I can't live without you. I don't know how else to tell you," he grumbled, his eyes delving deep into hers.

Sofia felt herself melting under the intensity of his gaze. The warmth she had always sensed in those cold eyes was a reflection of his love for her.

"But you couldn't say the three magical words," she scoffed, her eyes narrowing with a tinge of hurt and frustration.

He chuckled softly, shaking his head in amusement. "You want a romantic proposal?!" he teased, his playful tone attempting to ease the tension. "What's so funny about this?" Sofia glared, her annoyance still evident.

"Just like every other girl, I also wanted a fairy tale romance and a loving husband," she protested, her pride lifting her chin defiantly.

"Oh, so, my wife is angry because I didn't propose properly?" he questioned, his hand sliding down to her waist, pulling her closer.

"Yeah!" she huffed, rolling her eyes, trying to maintain her indignation, but his proximity made it difficult for her to stay upset for long.

"My bad, my queen, and I will correct my mistake. But..." His predatory gaze returned, locking onto her face. Sofia's heart raced, unsure of what to expect next.

"You will have to face the

consequences for what you did to

me before. So get ready for your punishment, doll," Leonardo's voice was cold, and Sofia trembled under its intensity. Before she could fully grasp the situation, he swiftly tore her gown away and carelessly tossed it aside. Now, she stood vulnerable, clad only in a red lace bra and panties. Leonardo's eyes devoured her form with a mix of lust and hunger, leaving her feeling exposed and defenseless.

"Beautiful!" he murmured, his seductive words sending shivers down her spine as he licked his lips.

Her breath hitched as he scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward the bed. Gently laying her down, he pulled her closer to the edge, his intentions becoming clearer yet leaving her mind in a haze of confusion and arousal.

Her eyes locked onto his, silently questioning him, but his rough hands quickly silenced any protest as they gripped her buttocks firmly, sending tingling sensations through her body.

She winced slightly, biting her lip to stifle a moan as he kneaded her flesh. Before she could react, he swiftly hooked his finger into the sides of her panties and tore them away, leaving her completely exposed.

Suddenly, and without warning, he spread her legs apart, his head descending between her thighs.

"Leonardo!" she gasped as his tongue made contact with her warm, tender flesh, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.

"You need a good spanking, baby,

for hurting my heart, playing games

with me, and almost cruelly killing me by running away from me," he groaned, his anger mixed with a hint of desire. "But you're pregnant with my baby, so I have planned to punish you tenderly. Now don't come until I say. Or I will never let you come. Remember one thing: as much as I love you, I will punish you if you ever think about leaving me alone," he warned, his words emphasizing his possessiveness over his wife.

Before she could express her unwavering love and loyalty, her voice was silenced by another moan, escaping her lips as he skillfully sucked on her sensitive bud.

"Leonardo!" she moaned, her eyes tightly shut, surrendering herself to the sensations he was awakening within her.

"Moan my name louder, little dove," he murmured, his voice huskier and deeper, fueling her desire even further.

The atmosphere was charged with desire as Sofia lay on the bed, her body flushed and her senses on fire. Leonardo skillfully used his mouth and fingers, creating intense sensations that left her burning with pleasure.

He immersed a thick finger into her tightness, relishing the pleasure that played across her face with every rhythmic pump. He enjoyed finger fucking her as he groaned, his dick hardening in his pants.

"Good girl!" he remarked gleefully,

sensing her nearing climax. "Don't

come until I say. Otherwise, your punishment will be doubled," he instructed, his tone a mix of playful and authoritative. His fingers delved deeper into her heat, teasing her mercilessly, making it incredibly tough for her to hold back when he brought her so close to the edge. Tonight, it seemed, her wicked

husband had a plan of revenge.

Sofia was left breathless, panting heavily as Leonardo continued his relentless assault. He reveled in the sight before him, expressing his delight, all the while squeezing and caressing her soft, round buttocks.

As her legs were thrown over his shoulders, she lay there, panting and anticipating his permission to release. But he persisted in his teasing, basking in the control he held over her pleasure. In a soft whisper, Sofia demanded, "Leonardo, I want you," her desperation evident as she clutched his jacket and pulled him closer.

His desire was evident in the darkened gaze, and his chest heaved with anticipation. Peering deeply into her eyes, he responded, "Baby, your punishment is not over. You must wait and endure what I felt living away from you," his voice husky with longing. With a sudden withdrawal, he left her yearning, aching for more.

Stunned by his blunt comment, Sofia gaped at him, taken aback by his stubborn and rude demeanor.

Chapter 399 I Love You

"That's not fair," Sofia protested, her voice tinged with frustration, as Leonardo turned his back on her.

His deep laughter reverberated through the air, causing her heart to race.

"Everything is fair in love and war, sweetheart," he announced shamelessly, his confidence evident in every word.

Sofia took a deep breath, feeling the need to be heard. She mustered her courage and made a decision. With a determined look in her eyes, she reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it slide off her shoulders and fall to her side. "Leonardo, I miss my husband," she confessed, her voice desperate and vulnerable.

He chuckled, dismissing her emotions as mere tricks. He removed his coat and loosened his tie, yet still avoiding eye contact, trying to resist her charms.

Undeterred, she walked slowly towards him, her eyes locked on his. As he unbuttoned his shirt, she took a stand in front of him, encircling her arms around his neck, drawing her body closer to his.

He reacted immediately, gripping her arms, attempting to pull her hands away from him. "Go and sleep, wife. Don't test my patience," he warned sternly.

"Or else?" she challenged, standing on her tiptoes to press her lips firmly against his.

At first, he stiffened, but he didn't pull away. Encouraged, she gently tugged on his plump lower lip, earning a low groan from him. Her desire heightened, and she boldly thrust her tongue into his mouth, seeking a deeper connection.

His response was immediate and dominant, his warm tongue intertwining with hers. Sofia willingly submitted to his kiss, feeling the intensity of his passion. His hands found their way to her bare waist, his rough fingers gripping her soft skin, eliciting a gasp from her. Her touch ventured downward, tracing the defined muscles of his stomach through his dress shirt until she stopped near the waistband of his pants. She started to unbuckle his belt and pull the zipper down.

"Stop playing with fire, Sofia," he growled, catching her hand before it could touch his length.

"Why?! Are you scared?" Sofia smirked, enjoying teasing her angry husband. Oh, sweet Jesus! He was so hot when he was angry, she thought.

"I am scared that you couldn't handle me. Because I want to fuck you so hard, so rough, it would brand your mind and soul with my name," he mumbled through tight lips as he clenched his jaw.

"My mind, soul, heart, and body already belong to you, Leonardo Morelli," she professed. "Just fuck me!"

"Don't regret it later," he warned, his eyes glued to hers as he peered deeply into them.

His lips met hers urgently as he lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his muscular thighs. He slammed her against the nearest wall and kissed her hard.

She didn't know when he opened his pants and took out his massive and thick erection. She cried as he abruptly entered her.

"Bed!" she breathed out as he began thrusting into her fiercely, holding her against the wall.

He agreed and carried her to the bed without pulling out of her.

Her warm bottom touched the soft mattress as they bounced a little.

He kicked his pants off and removed his clothes before he began pounding into her deeply and passionately. His hot mouth caught her nipple, and he bit harshly, making her moan his name. "Fuck! Leonardo!!!" she gasped.

"Yes, baby! Shout my name louder. Let everyone know I am claiming my wife," he grunted, taking another nipple in his mouth, and she cried out with ecstasy.

Soon she was screaming with pleasure as she came hard on his steely hard dick. He followed her orgasm and released his cum inside her. His face, covered with sweat, lowered on her shoulder as he panted and breathed heavily, nipping the tender skin of her shoulder and giving her his love bites.

After their intense love-making session, Sofia and Leonardo lay intertwined on the bed, their bodies still tingling with pleasure as they basked in the afterglow of their passion.

"I love you," Sofia confessed, her fingers gently caressing his handsome face, her eyes locked into his. He responded with a soft, affectionate smile, leaning in to kiss her forehead before pulling her close to his chest. Sofia had longed to reciprocate the words of love he had spoken earlier, and now, finally, they flowed from her lips.

However, to her surprise, Leonardo didn't react as she had expected when she told him she loved him deeply. Instead, he seemed to be holding back something, his emotions masked beneath a veil of restraint.

Resting her head on his chest, Sofia felt the rise and fall of his heavy breathing. She sensed that he was grappling with something, hesitating to express his thoughts. Trailing her finger lightly on his bare torso, she drew soothing circles on his chest, attempting to offer comfort and encouragement.

Leonardo Morelli, known for his commanding presence and lack of hesitation in the world, seemed unusually shy about something he

wanted to say. It amused Sofiane

see this vulnerable side of him, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. Clearing her throat to grab his attention, she decided to

prod him gently.

"Are you OK, my love?" Leonardo asked, looking down at her with concern etched in his eyes.

"Hmm," she hummed in response, conveying that she was fine.

"Tomorrow, we will go to see a doctor. I will ask Domenico to find the best doctor in the city," he stated firmly, kissing her hair.

"Leonardo, you're overreacting. I am only pregnant. We can see any good doctor, and it will be fine," Sofia rolled her eyes playfully, used to his overprotective nature.

"No. I want only the best for you," he insisted, making it clear that his decision was final.

Looking up at his face, she furrowed her eyebrows in curiosity. "Leonardo?"

"Yeah, my angel?" he responded, his eyes softening.

"Are you going to share what's bothering you?" she asked, genuinely concerned.

He smiled affectionately, leaning over to playfully flick his nose against hers.

"You know me so well, baby girl," he said, his voice tinged with affection, and his killer smile took her breath away.

Sofia responded by pecking his nose playfully, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"So?" she inquired, eager to hear his response.

"Ummm... about... you... said... at that moment... that you love me... I mean... you... don't need ...to say or... reciprocate my love. You know... I... will be..." Leonardo's words stumbled and trailed off.

Before he could finish, Sofia silenced him by gently pressing her lips against his, an unspoken reassurance passing between them. She raised her face, stretching her neck, and deepened the kiss, expressing her feelings without the need for words.

"You speak too much, and why do you think I wasn't serious when I told you that I.... love you," she said, a hint of teasing in her voice as she playfully bit her lips.

"You do?" He asked, genuine uncertainty and surprise evident in his raised eyebrows.

"Yes, I truly do. Do I have to prove this?" Sofia's expression shifted to slight concern, fearing that he might doubt her sincerity.

He shook his head gently.

"No... no. I just mean that you don't have to repeat my words just to make me feel good. I am good as long as you are in my arms," he reassured her, pulling her closer, his strong embrace enveloping her delicate frame. "Ouch," she hissed, feeling a slight discomfort from the pressure of his grip.

Realizing he might have squeezed her a bit too tightly, Leonardo loosened his hold while still keeping her close.

"I'm sorry, my love," he apologized, his voice filled with tenderness.

"Leonardo, here I am telling you the

truth, and can't you see that in my eyes? I have been in love with you for so long that I don't even

feeling I think I fell in love withel

recognize myself without this

I

just after our marriage," Sofia

confessed, her gaze locked with his,

revealing the depth of her emotions.

"I can't believe that I am so lucky to have you. I thank God several times for the day of our marriage, knowing I was going to marry you," she continued, her voice softening as emotions swirled in her heart.

"Hey, those were my lines. I love you so much, baby girl," Leonardo interjected with a teasing grin and kissed her forehead affectionately.

Sofia smiled, feeling the warmth of his love. She rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart as they embraced each other.

He tenderly stroked her hair, and with a glimmer of excitement in his eyes, he asked, "Angel, how do you want to have a marriage? Like, how would you like us to get married? And what about the venue? I mean, on a beach, on a cruise, in a palace..." However, exhaustion began to wash over Sofia, and her eyelids grew heavy. His soothing touch and protective presence eased her, and she slowly drifted into sleep, finding immense comfort in his warm embrace.

 

Chapter 400 Father Vs Husband

The following day, Sofia slowly stirred in Leonardo's embrace, her eyes fluttering open to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. Her head nestled under his chin, and his arms held her tightly as if not wanting to let her go. She relished the comforting warmth of his body against hers, a contented smile playing on her lips as she basked in the intimacy of the moment.

She attempted to untangle herself, but Leonardo let out a soft groan, tightened his grip, and gently shook his head, silently urging her to stay. His voice, still husky with sleep, murmured, "Stay a little longer."

"Let go of me. I need to use the bathroom," she said, her voice muffled against his chest, her fingers lightly tracing circles on his skin.

"But come back soon, okay?" Leonardo replied, his eyes still closed. He loosened his hold on her, allowing her to slip out of bed. As she stood up, she realized she was completely naked, feeling a slight blush creep into her cheeks. She picked up a soft, flowing dress from her closet, the fabric cool against her skin, and took a moment to savor the pleasure of getting dressed with the thought of Leonardo watching.

With a final glance at him, she quietly left the bedroom. The hallway was bathed in a soft golden glow, and she tiptoed down the elegant staircase, taking in the grandeur of the mansion's interior. Passing by tall, ornate mirrors, she couldn't help but steal a glance at her reflection, her heart still fluttering from the memories of the night before.

In the kitchen, the aroma of fresh coffee and warm, buttery pancakes filled the air. She noticed some house help bustling about, cleaning and preparing meals for the day. One of the maids spotted her and approached with a warm smile. "Good morning, ma'am. Do you need something?" the servant asked.

"Yes, I'm hungry and craving a nutrient-rich breakfast with my favorite eggs, bacon, pancakes, and strawberry sauce," Sofia replied with a grateful smile.

The maid nodded respectfully and said, "Right away, ma'am."

Sofia settled at the exquisite dining table, where delicate rays of sunlight streamed in through large windows, painting patterns of light and shadow on the polished surface. She savored the first sip of coffee, feeling the warmth spread through her body, invigorating her senses.

As she enjoyed her breakfast, she couldn't help but glance outside the window, where the picturesque garden was in full bloom. The vibrant colors of the flowers mirrored her feelings of happiness and contentment.

Time seemed to slow down as she lost herself in her thoughts, her mind wandering back to Leonardo. She knew it was already past 10 in the morning, and she felt a pang of guilt for sleeping in so late. However, she also recognized how hardworking and dedicated Leonardo was, and she didn't want to disturb his well-deserved rest.

Suddenly, another servant approached and bowed before Sofia. "Ma'am, your father, Mr. Ricci, has arrived," the servant informed her, snapping her back to the present.

Her heart skipped a beat, both surprised and delighted by her father's visit.

Sofia turned to the servant and gestured for him to bring her father to the dining table. "Please, bring my father here," she said warmly.

As soon as Carlo entered the room, his eyes lit up with relief upon seeing his daughter. "Sofia!" he called out her name, his voice filled with a mix of concern and affection. "Dad?" Sofia stood up and rushed to greet him, embracing him tightly.

"What brought you here this morning?" she asked, slightly surprised by his unexpected visit.

"I am here to see you. I was so worried when I heard about your kidnapping. I am so thankful to Leonardo for bringing you back safely," he said, his voice full of gratitude.

"Yes, Dad, I'm alright," she assured him, a small smile on her face. Carlo came forward and gently caressed her head, his worry evident in his touch.

"I was so scared, my child. I heard about your differences with Leonardo. You were upset when you left his home, and that's how his rivals kidnapped you," he expressed, concern evident in his eyes.

"What are you trying to say, Mr. Ricci?" Leonardo's voice roared through the room, his presence commanding attention. Sofia looked at him as he descended the stairs with an intimidating aura, and as he approached, he wrapped a protective arm around his wife's shoulder.

"You mean that I cannot take care of my wife?" Leonardo cocked his head and challenged Carlo, his voice steady but assertive.

"She is my daughter, and I have every right to ask you questions about her safety," Carlo fought back, refusing to back down.

Leonardo's laugh was slow and deliberate, shaking his head before speaking, "Mr. Ricci, you don't need to worry about Sofia. She is my responsibility," he declared, annoyance seeping into his tone.

"I can see how nicely you are taking this responsibility by putting my daughter in danger," Carlo snapped, not willing to be persuaded.

"You should have thought about it before marrying her to me. I am Leonardo Morelli, and danger comes asking for my name," Leonardo said, looking down at Sofia in his arms, his gaze unwavering.

Sofia looked up at his face, her heart beating faster as she saw the seriousness in his eyes. "I will try and make sure that every danger coming towards Sofia will go through me," Leonardo assured Carlo, determination etched across his features.

As Leonardo had promised Carlo

that he would keep his daughter safe, he was dead serious about it. Sofia knew from experience that he never failed to protect her, even going so far as to risk his life multiple times. She berated herself for not recognizing his love for her until he confessed it himself The harshness of the world and the betrayal she had faced had closed her heart to hope, blinding her to the love and care Leonardo consistently showered upon her. He always prioritized her above everything else, making her feel cherished and significant in his life. She understood that she could never be safer anywhere than in his arms.

"I know, Leonardo. I'm fully aware that living with a Mafia supremo isn't easy. I willingly chose to be with you, and I gave you my daughter. But... k need assurance. I want you to promise me that you'll keep her safe and well. How can I be sure that you're not after the Ricci empire? How can I trust that you're not as greedy as your father?" Carlo questioned again, causing a deep furrow to form on Leonardo's brow.

"What do you want as assurance, Mr. Ricci?" Leonardo replied, his jaw clenching with determination.

"What are you willing to do for her?"

Carlo asked in return, and Sofia couldn't bear the tension any longer. She held her head in her hands,

feeling the weight of the conflic net

between the two important men in her life. It was giving her a headache and fueling her anger. She was tired of being torn between them.

Feeling overwhelmed, she gently pulled herself away from Leonardo's arm, groaning softly as she continued to clutch her head. She found a seat and sat down, needing a moment to compose herself.

Leonardo and Carlo rushed to her side with concern etched on their faces, each eager to comfort her.

"What happened, baby girl? Are you alright?" Leonardo's voice was filled with worry as he instantly stood by her side.

"Sofia, is your head spinning? Is something wrong?" Carlo came to her other side, mirroring Leonardo's concern.

"Shut up, both of you. Just shut up!" Sofia snapped, her frustration boiling over.

She was tired of witnessing their incessant fighting whenever they were in each other's presence. Couldn't they communicate without resorting to conflict every time? She couldn't bear this anymore; she wanted them to behave properly, at least for her sake. Both men stood there, dumbfounded, their expressions worth billions of dollars in astonishment. Despite her anger, a hint of amusement flickered within Sofia. If she hadn't been so infuriated, she might have found their stunned looks comical.